Disclaimer: If JAG was a fantastically groovy red lava lamp, then I would plug it in, wait 1 hr and watch it glob away… but it isn't nearly half as much fun playing with little Harm and Mac globulets than it is with the real things :)

A/N: SORRY! I had exams these last two weeks - yes, they went for two weeks! So I haven't been able to do any writing… and even now it's a little bit short.

Thanks to ALL who reviewed, and a big 'you rok' to starryeyes for your bloody fantastic sense of humour!

Thank you to all of you who sent me ideas for costumes, I appreciate it! And they were fantastic - inspiration has come at LAST!

Keep reviewing; your feedback is VERY bienvenue (welcome) (sorry, French class…)

Go nuts :)

Minorcadence

0800 EST

JAG HQ

Falls Church VA

Thursday morning

"Well, well, well, fancy meeting you here sailor!" Mac addressed the agitated Harm as he hurriedly stepped out of his car in the JAG parking lot on Thursday morning.

"Ugh, Mac this is insane! Parts of my body hurt that I didn't even knew existed! How can you be so collected!"

"Practice."

She gave him a little smile, collected her briefcase and went over to give him a hand.

"Harm, what time did you get up?" She asked him, looking at his shirt and seeing that he had done his buttons up wrong. "No, wait, on second thoughts don't tell me… I don't think I want to know"

He laughed at her as she straightened his buttons "Yes, I don't think you do!" He knew full well that his partner was a stickler for strict regime when it comes to getting up in time for work, and she feared that her brain would go into meltdown if Harm told her what time he really got out of bed today.

"There, all done" Mac said when she had finished re-doing his buttons up properly defying the overwhelming urge to rip them all off, and take him in the back seat …

But then she made the big mistake of looking at him in the eyes.

It was puddle time.

Mac could feel the effect that those eyes had on her; it was like the symptoms of an illness.

First she would go all light headed, then her ears and cheeks would feel very warm, and then a sudden case of amnesia would strike where she would have great difficulty even remembering her own name.

Next her knees would go weak, and a strange but wonderful tingle would reverberate throughout her body; magically sending everything into chaos. Her stomach would turn into the Russian circus, her lungs would cease to exist, and her brain would decide to call in sick for the minute.

It was all as predictable as clockwork; but then again, Mac was clockwork.

And it was happening again. All of her sense of time disappeared as she just stood there, staring into those beautiful blue eyes…

BANG!

"OW!" Mac had dropped her briefcase on her foot, and she quickly bent down to pick it up.

"Are you ok?" Harm asked, amused at her for the second time this morning. He too was enthralled in Mac's eyes, as he knew she was in his; quite happy to spend the rest of eternity in them. 'Eternity…' Mac's voice came flooding back to him in a flashback of that night on Sydney Harbour…

(A/N: GO SYDNEY! WOO HOO! does little dance sorry, couldn't help it… - minorcadence :))

'Eternity, I can't wait that long, Mac. I want you now, forever.' But knowing full well that fate wasn't going to be aligned the way it should be for them, this very second, Harm just suppressed a sigh.

And then regretted it because sighing made his muscles hurt.

"Commander! Colonel! Welcome back, we missed you these last two days!" Harriet beamed at them when they both walked into the bullpen - together, a fact which didn't go unnoticed on the ever persevering Harriet.

"Harriet, are you sure you should be at work?" Harm asked her, "unless you are planning on giving the General's desk another surprise christening…" Harriet, Mac and Harm chucked at his comment.

"No, sir! I only have today and tomorrow left. I think the General can keep his desk clean for now…"

"Well that's good to know, I guess I wont be needing to use those latex gloves that I keep in my desk for emergencies then." Harm teased.

Well, yes Sir" Harriet grinned mischievously, and offhandedly turned around to waddle back to her desk as nonchalantly as possible. "… Unless the Colonel's not telling us something."

Harm couldn't help himself as let out a loud HA! Of laughter, and Mac was torn between an 'oh' of indignation, and a hearty chuckle of her own.

Filled with good humour, they made their way towards the staff meeting, and for the rest of the day they were quintessential Military officers, each one focusing wholly and solely on their work… well, almost anyway.

"Ugh, what a day!" Mac sighed in frustration as she rubbed her temples. It was the end of the day, but not even the beginning of that damn paperwork.

Harriet stopped at the open doorway to her superior's office on her way out, and noticed the strained look on Mac's face as she took a sip of her now luke-warm coffee.

"Everything alright ma'am?" She asked with a concerned look on her face, stopping at the door.

Mac looked up, startled at the sound of Harriet's voice. "Yes, I'm fine thanks Harriet."

Harriet smiled warmly at her.

"Well, if you need anything, just give me a call o.k. I'll see you tomorrow Ma'am."

"Thanks Harriet, I'll see you tomorrow as well, I'll probably still be sitting here at the crack of dawn sorting through my mountain."

Harriet grinned sympathetically. "Are you sure you're o.k. Ma'am? I mean, you looked a little… sore today, like you were in pain…"

She thought for a moment.

"And come to think about it, the commander also looked a little uncomfortable too…"

Mac silenced her with a glance.

"But maybe it isn't any of my business, Ma'am. See you tomorrow!"

And as Harriet left the building, her suspicions that something was indeed going on with Mac and Harm were not just suspicions any more.

Ok, i promise i will get the ball rolling with the story, its a bit slow at the moment, but what can you expect with the 5minsI getto write! Review and i'll love you forever!